A sneeze destroys a magical civilization Text volume Chapter 533 Backstab As Kazira and his spiked demon army officially join the camp of Archduke Bilaire, all the powerful senior officials in the fourth level of hell
The devils have already taken sides.
Although there are still some losers who are still wavering, or they want to wait until the situation is completely clear before flattering the winner.
But their power is too weak to have any impact on the overall situation.
Therefore, both Bilaire and Filna chose to ignore this group of "miscellaneous fish", and unanimously led their huge demon army to approach the opponent's location.
Overall, the former, as the "regent", clearly has an overwhelming numerical advantage.
More than 70% of the devils on this level chose to swear allegiance to the former lord.
After all, he is old enough and has rich experience in ruling, so he is obviously more trustworthy than Fierna, who was only brought to power as a puppet after the Great Purge.
But the disadvantage is that the devil army under Bilaire is too bloated, and there are all sorts of guys in a mess. It is impossible to know which ones are truly trustworthy, and which ones are pretending to surrender due to formality. In fact, they are secretly flirting with Fierna.
, and even worse, secretly conveying important information.
This means that he must not encounter setbacks, nor can he afford to lose.
Otherwise, the hidden internal problems will begin to explode continuously, eventually leading to a snowballing collapse.
In contrast, although the number of legions controlled by Fierna is less than half that of her father, it is better because she has promoted them one by one with her own hands through the power she gained through gaming as a lord.
These newly promoted high-level devils know very well how they got their power and status.
If it were Grand Duke Bilaire who came to power, there is a high probability that all these would be taken away, and he might even face the humiliation of being demoted. Therefore, loyalty is often very high, and his performance is poor in the face of huge external pressure and threats.
Extraordinarily united.
Some Hell Fiends have even carried out all-round three-dimensional reinforcement of the castles, palaces and fortresses they control, and are preparing to use these defenses to delay after the failure of the first battle, in order to find foreign aid or wait for the Lord of Hell.
Prepare for Asmodeus's intervention.
However, they didn't know that Fierna had already used the big devil's best skills to connect and form alliances in private, and then placed spies and even assassins in the opponent's camp, and finally found the right time to win at the minimum cost.
Fruit.
There is no doubt that compared to the large-scale and brutal civil war that breaks out between the plane lords, this is the most respected method of political and power struggle in hell.
If ultimately successful, the entire case will be included in political textbooks for all devils who have reached a certain level to learn and refer to.
In terms of learning advanced experience and summarizing lessons, the devil is infinitely better than the devils.
Generally speaking, most of the conspiracies can only be used once in hell.
If you use it for the second time, there is a high probability that your opponent will see through it or notice it in advance.
Fortunately, Zuo Si, the airborne ninth-level lord, is not like other devils. He has been studied repeatedly in long-term battles and games.
In the eyes of lords from other levels, he has too much mysterious aura surrounding him, and he is often not in his own territory. Therefore, many devils are a little confused about what the prince of hell is thinking about, his character, and ambitions.
, what are desires and goals?
Coupled with the fact that Gracia is on the side to attract firepower like crazy, the whole plan can proceed so smoothly.
At this moment, Fierna, the titular lord of the fourth level, is sitting in the legion camp, watching the endless demon army building a city wall outside.
Unlike demons who have no discipline at all and only know how to vent their instincts and desires by burning, killing, looting, and just starting to do it when they meet, demons have strict discipline that mortals cannot imagine.
Especially during a war, when you arrive at the front line and come into contact with the enemy, you will not immediately launch an attack. Instead, you will first build a series of solid fortifications that can be attacked in advance and defended in retreat.
In this way, they can use these fortifications to develop many sophisticated tactics that dazzle the enemy.
Therefore, when two hostile demon legions met, in addition to sending out necessary reconnaissance teams to find out the other side's true identity, both sides were engaged in civil engineering work in full swing.
Those who knew it were the devils habitually building fortifications to stabilize their rear, but those who didn’t know thought they were building a city in a competition.
A large amount of hot magma is continuously fished out from the river of flames that can be seen everywhere on the fourth floor, and then shaped and cooled through magic, and finally built into an integrated rock wall that is more than ten meters or even dozens of meters high.
As for thickness...
It is basically a no-brainer to use brute force to punch through it. Even if it is hit repeatedly by meteor storms falling from the sky, it will never collapse easily.
Moreover, the interior has been cut into more than a dozen layers inside and outside for the convenience of defense, and there are tunnels hidden two to three hundred meters deep underground.
From the other end, the retreat route of the defenders in front can be completely blocked.
The reason for this design is mainly to prevent the devils from their good habit of immediately choosing a "strategic retreat" when they find that the battle situation is unfavorable to their side.
As long as the retreat is blocked from the other side, the defenders will have no choice but to fight to the last man, causing huge damage to the enemy.
Even if a military fortress of this level is placed on the battlefield of World War II, it can withstand heavy artillery and aerial bombs. It is definitely a nightmare for the attacker.
If Zuo Si saw this scene, he would definitely lament that these devils are a bit humiliated by not contracting for project construction.
His ninth level has fully unleashed the devil's potential in this area, continuously contributing to the expansion of the huge cyberpunk city day and night.
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While crazy construction was going on in the camps on both sides, the teams sent out to conduct reconnaissance also began to fight in the broad three-dimensional space of the fourth level.
In just a few hours, thousands of devils died forever in this area filled with flaming rivers and erupting volcanoes.
Although most of them are low-level little devils with the ability to fly, they are not even an appetizer for real combat.
But the tense atmosphere on the eve of the war has already shrouded the blood-red sky.
Tens of thousands of hellhounds also spread out on the flaming plains, chasing and biting each other, intertwined with a large number of flames possessing thinking and wisdom, forming an extremely spectacular scene.
Fortunately, both devils and hellhounds are immune to fire damage. Otherwise, if they were other mortals from the material plane, they would probably be burned to death within a few minutes by these inescapable flames, which are like gangrene on the bones. p>
"How long will it take for us to complete the construction of the fortifications?"
After being silent for a long time, Fierna asked her subordinates.
This female great devil has a statue-like perfect body, and unlike her father Bilaire, who has a ferocious and weird face, it is instead very delicate and three-dimensional.
Her skin is slightly dark, revealing an indescribable beauty and sexiness. There is a pair of small horns on her forehead, and the devil's unique red alluring light shines out of her eyes. She is obviously wearing an exquisite and luxurious silk dress, but...
It gives people a very debauched feeling.
In fact, for a long time, Fierna gave people the impression of being a social butterfly with a naughty and flattering personality. She ostensibly succumbed to her father's will and was keen to play with beings who were weaker than herself.
But behind the scenes, she is actually a master of conspiracy. She has been secretly planning how to seize power from her father until she becomes the fourth level like her so-called "best friend" Gracia.
A true lord worthy of the name.
The reason why the word "best friends" is put in quotation marks comes from the fragile plastic sister-like friendship between these two female devils.
Although Fierna was always jealous and obsessed with Gracia's huge power and growing strength, she always felt that the other party relied on "Father" and the protection of Asmodeus.
Obtained everything today.
But she had to fight with her father to seize the dominance of the fourth floor.
With such a huge psychological gap, let alone an evil devil, even a human being would be seriously unbalanced.
Therefore, the feelings between the two parties are very complicated and twisted.
Fortunately, under the guidance of her father, Archduke Bilaire, Philna has mastered the essence of "love and pain". She also learned disguise and forbearance during her days as a puppet, so the cooperation has always been quite good.
Pleasant.
Occasionally, she will use the skills she has learned to satisfy Gracia's never-ending desire.
Since both parties are female, both are still so young, and both had some unpleasant experiences with their fathers, they naturally developed into a close alliance.
Even though Archduke Bilaire later discovered that Gracia secretly instigated his daughter to resist him, he tried every possible means to separate the two, but in the end they all failed without exception.
He didn't realize at all that from the moment she became the nominal lord of the fourth level, Fierna's ambitions began to expand uncontrollably.
Even if there is no instigation from Gracia, the latter will continue to try to seize power.
The conversations about "independence" time and time again are the best proof.
"Lord, according to the reports from each legion, we can complete the basic construction of the city in about seven hours at most.
However, considering that our troops are at a disadvantage, I do not recommend that you take the lead in attacking.
After all, the attacker usually suffers more casualties than the defender.
On the contrary, it is wisest to choose to defend first and wait for the situation to turn around."
A hell-fiend general stood up and spoke his point of view carefully.
"Defensive counterattack?"
Fierna couldn't help laughing immediately after hearing this, and then gently shook her right index finger in a provocative and seductive gesture: "No, no, no, defense cannot help us win the final victory. p>
On the contrary, we must take the initiative and attack across the board to attract all the opponent's forces.
Only in this way can the turning point you just mentioned occur.
Remember, I have only pursued one thing from the beginning, and that is the absolute dominance of the fourth level.
Instead of fighting for more rights through war and negotiation, and then continuing to share power with my stupid father who is trapped in the political whirlpool and cannot extricate himself."
"You mean... you have an internal agent in Archduke Bilaire's army? So as long as we attract the main force of the enemy, they will suddenly launch a backstab?"
The Devil Duke of the fourth level - Bassam seemed to realize something, raised his head and his eyes began to light up slightly.
As a once loyal to Belair, but later switched to the female devil with the legal title of lord, he has been involved in conspiracies for thousands of years, so he is very aware of the fatal attacks hidden behind various tactics.
What is it?
A full-scale attack like this despite a weak military strength is basically a nail planted in the enemy's interior.
Fierna responded with a meaningful smile: "My arrogant father always thought that he had supreme power and could easily make all the devils on the fourth level surrender.
But he obviously forgot that hell is a place of ultimate order.
From the moment I ascended to the position of lord, the balance of power has tilted.
Although many devils continue to obey him in name, they secretly have their own plans.
What's more, I have found a powerful and extremely cunning ally this time.
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And this ally has already helped arrange everything.
All we have to do is complete a grand performance according to the script he gave."
"I would like to ask, who is this ally you are talking about? Could it be Grand Duke Gracia, the lord of the sixth level?"
Another Devil Duke, Zapan, also followed suit and asked.
After all, this political alignment is related to his wealth, life, power and status, so he has to be extra cautious.
"Gracia? Haha, she is far from qualified. She just plays a role in the script like us."
After saying this, Fierna stuck out her tongue and licked her seductive red lips. She no longer paid attention to the curious and inquiring eyes of her other subordinates, and began to close her eyes and rest in preparation for the next battle. p>
She very much hopes to stage the famous scene of "a loving father and a filial daughter" at the last moment, and completely eliminate her father, the biggest stumbling block and hidden danger on her path to power.
In this way, during the crazy construction that lasted for dozens of hours, two huge black fortress groups finally rose from the ground under the hard work of countless devils and their enslaved laborers.
Just when Belair's side was planning to take a break before launching an attack, the commanders of the Hell Fiends, Snake Demons, and Horned Demons on Fierna's side led their armies and launched a fierce charge like mad dogs. p>
Because they were unexpected and mobilized in full force, the former lost a large number of low-level devils and slave workers who were still on the front line and had no time to recall them in just one encounter.
The demon army that followed Phil directly resurrected the dead corpses and threw them into the forefront of the war as undead cannon fodder.
If the Bone Demon Army behind them hadn't reacted quickly enough and stepped forward to stabilize the defense line, most of the fortifications that were finally built would probably have been destroyed before the war started.
At the same time, Belair, who had reacted, quickly mobilized his troops and sent out most of the reserves around him. He used his own strength to fight steadily and erode the opponent's strength bit by bit.
As a former lord of the fourth level, he is much better than his daughter in combat command.
Once upon a time, this insidious and cunning devil even formulated a plan to invade the fifth and sixth levels.
In his eyes, Levistus, the lord of the fifth level, was sealed in a huge block of ice by Asmodeus during the Great Purge. He could only rely on remote control to command his men, and his power had already been greatly weakened. At that time, as long as your army moves in, it will easily sweep across the entire level.
As for the sixth floor, the situation is similar. The lord at that time was still the previous old hag.
She's not even one of the Bazut Devils. She got to the top just because of bad luck.
Unfortunately, this grand plan completely went bankrupt when Gracia came to power.
Watching the distant battle line gradually transform from passive defense to strategic counterattack, a proud smile appeared on Bilaire's face, and he said to several close followers following him: "Filna is still too young to actually take such measures.
Such an aggressive style of play.
Although at the beginning, her legions did catch us off guard.
But when we react, these armies that have rushed out without any retreat will soon be surrounded, divided, and annihilated bit by bit.
Thanks to her, it seems that this war will end sooner than expected."
"Yes, it will indeed end soon."
A trace of imperceptible ridicule flashed in Kazira's eyes, and he quickly followed the other devils in flattering him.
Because he scanned the surroundings and found that in addition to his spiked demon army in the rear, there were only a few personal guards composed of pit demons and horned demons.
During the chaos just now, the other demon legions were sent as reserves to withstand the enemy's crazy attack.
This also means that if he takes action at this time, Kazira will only have to deal with no more than thirty enemies.
Although these thirty enemies are all higher in level than the Spiked Demon, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot withstand being crushed hundreds or even thousands of times.
However, what makes Kazira feel strange is that so far he has not received a signal to take action, so he can only suppress the eagerness in his heart and continue to use his superb acting skills to paralyze and deceive this "regent".
"King".
On the other side, Fierna has personally led the guards and her lovers and appeared directly on the battlefield.
I saw her constantly releasing large-scale destructive magic including meteor bursts, energy-absorbing spells, and earthquake spells at the enemies that were coming up.
When the enemy's formation is in chaos, this female devil will wield a flaming giant sword and rush forward to slash, harvest, and enjoy the excitement and pleasure brought by the blood splattered on her body and her face.
Under the leadership of Fierna, the already declining Devil Legion once again regrouped and pushed back the Bilaire side who launched a counterattack.
Obviously, unless Bilaire takes action personally, no high-level devil on the battlefield at this moment can defeat this fourth-level lord.
Even if the Hell Fiend rushes forward, he will be killed by the sword in at most two or three rounds.
When her whole body was soaked with blood, Fierna raised the sword in her hand and shouted: "Father! Don't you even have the courage to come out and fight me?"
It was obviously impossible for Bilaire to ignore such provocative words. He immediately flew into the air with his guards and sarcastically said in a contemptuous and disdainful tone: "Courage?
Are you worthy of talking to me about this word?
Tell me, who gave you the courage to secretly plot a conspiracy against me?
Who made you think you could win this war?
Don't tell me it's that idiot Gracia.
If she hadn't had a father who was the Lord of Hell, she wouldn't be qualified to compare with other lords."
"Ah! Dear father, you are finally willing to show up."
The corners of Fierna's mouth were slightly raised, showing a vicious, cruel and bloodthirsty expression, which was completely opposite to the cute, playful, and enjoyment-seeking look she usually showed.
"Surrender, my foolish daughter.
You can never be my opponent in this power struggle.
As long as you surrender now, I will consider giving you the best room in the palace tower and allow you to continue to retain some entertainment activities."
Belair began to persuade him to surrender in a condescending and arrogant tone.
In his eyes, it can be said to be quite merciful that he can offer such generous conditions at this time.
In any case, the devil's concept of family affection and family is much stronger than that of the devil.
At least the devil won't sell his child, or tear it into pieces when he goes crazy.
"Hahahaha! Oh my god! Do you think you have a chance to win?"
Fierna couldn't help but laugh wildly.
"Isn't it?" Billaire asked unmoved. "After all, even the secret weapon you specially prepared for me has now chosen to be put into my arms. This shows how serious your actions are.
It’s unpopular.”
Fierna stopped laughing, glanced at the Pleasure Demon hiding far behind, gently wiped the blood on her cheek, and said rather playfully: "If you are referring to Gramir, then I just
Can I say that this time you have seen the wrong person.
She is not the pawn you imagined who was manipulated by me and eventually ran away out of fear.
Instead, he has already surrendered to his new master and is following his orders.
It was Gramir who personally dragged you into this prepared trap."
"What? Trap!"
Billair suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Just when he was about to turn around and question Gramir, the spiked demon army, which had always been the last reserve, suddenly burst out and launched an attack from behind with the force of a storm.
They are like an unstoppable sharp dagger, stabbing into the back of the unsuspecting army. They are invincible wherever they go, and no demon army can stop their progress.
What's even more terrible is that this kind of internal and external cooperation instantly caused the originally stable defense line to collapse directly, and countless legions were cut open from the middle again and again.
When some guys who were originally hesitant to place their bets saw this situation, they signaled rebellion on the spot and turned around to attack their own side together with the enemy.
There were so many mutinous legions that the devils loyal to Bilaire couldn't tell who were allies and who were enemies, and eventually fell into chaos and a dangerous situation of fighting on their own.
"Grand Duke! Your Majesty the Grand Duke! What's wrong! My spiked demon army was bribed by someone unknown! They suddenly launched a rebellion!"
Kazira covered the gash in his abdomen and ran over with panic on his face.
At this time, he looked so innocent and pitiful, like a dog abandoned by his owner, desperately trying to show his loyalty.
Because everything happened so suddenly, Bilaire didn't even realize what was going on, and he didn't realize that it was the commander of the Hell Demon in front of him who gave the backstab order and let him fly to his side.
In front of you.
He subconsciously roared angrily: "You idiot! Idiot! Trash! You can't even look down on your own subordinates! What use do I have for you?"
"Don't... don't be like this! Grand Duke! For the sake of my loyalty to you, give me a chance to make amends."
Kazira hugged the opponent's thigh and began to cry and beg with runny nose and tears.
"Okay! Then I'm giving you a chance! Get rid of all the spiked demon officers who launched the rebellion immediately! Gather the troops and reorganize the defense line!"
Angry flames flashed in Belair's pupils.
If looks could kill, then I believe this hell fiend has died countless times.
But just when he was about to kick the opponent away, Kazira, who showed his superb acting skills, finally showed off his deadly fangs.
This guy deliberately pretended to be in unbearable pain. Suddenly, without any warning, he pulled out a small object from the wound in his abdomen, which he didn't know whether it was a dagger or a stabbing sword. At lightning speed, he plunged it into the wound with a thud.
The position of the heart on Bilaire's chest.
Since the weapon is attached with a large amount of counteracting magic and magic-breaking properties, the latter's accidental spell and corresponding protective magic are instantly either offset or suppressed as soon as they are activated.
Even the damage reduction of the big devil failed to work due to the dual blessing of good characteristics and silver refining characteristics.
"You?!!!!!!"
Bilair's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately understood that the spiked demon army's backstab was not a rebellion at all, but a premeditated internal and external cooperation.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, please don't bear grudges against me, because I just don't want to lose everything in this battle."
As he spoke, Kazira pushed the lever of the weird weapon in his hand, injecting all the black grease stored inside into it, and then quickly flapped his wings and retreated to a safe place to observe the development of the situation.
The next second...
"Ah ah ah! What - what did you inject into my body?"
Archduke Bilaire immediately pulled out the thing inserted into his heart like a madman, trying to squeeze out the unknown substance that had been injected.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
After continuous upgrading and transformation, the shimmering oil flows through the body with the blood at an incredible speed.
After a while, Bilaire began to feel uncontrollable changes in his body. One of his eyes was completely covered by some kind of viscous liquid, and the weapon in his hand also disappeared in just ten seconds.
It was decomposed and eventually turned into liquid metal and wrapped around one of the arms, replacing flesh and bones to form a mechanical arm full of strange beauty.
"No! No! No! Stop! I order you to stop!"
The big devil is trying to tear off these shimmering oils that are eating away at and transforming his body.
But unfortunately, all this struggle is in vain.
No matter how many times he destroyed the metal structure, Shuoyou was still able to tirelessly redesign and transform it again and again.
And the next time will always be stronger than the last time.
Even if he turns himself into a spirit form, he can't escape. He can only watch in despair as this irreversible change swallows him up bit by bit.
When Archduke Bilaire fell from the sky to the ground, Shuoyou also decomposed and absorbed the weapons, armors and debris dropped by the devil after his death, constantly upgrading and iterating this rare and powerful individual, and slowly gathered it into an amazing thing.
A daunting behemoth.
He looks like an oval sphere made of metal, flesh, bone and cooled magma.
On top of the sphere, thick structures like tentacles grow densely, supporting the movement of the heavy body, sucking in everything that can be swallowed along the way.
As for the original face and body, they have long since disappeared, leaving only the eyeballs at the end of the tentacles extending from the oval sphere to observe the surrounding situation.
Underneath the body are thousands of mouths with crushing and devouring functions, which can break down any material rolled up by the tentacles and then reassemble them into part of the body.
Because the appearance was so distorted and indescribable that both sides who were fighting stopped the fight at the same time, raised their heads and stared at this shocking scene with wide eyes.
The instigator of the Hell Demon, Kazira, was swallowing saliva uncontrollably. He couldn't believe that he had hidden such a dangerous and terrifying item in his body just now.
If this were to leak even a little bit, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Let alone him, even Fierna, who wanted her old father's life, didn't make any move at the moment. She just watched from a distance as this behemoth continued to devour everything around it, while constantly letting out painful and wailing screams.
Sound.
Any devil or other creature that dares to block its path will be torn to pieces, devoured, and decomposed without mercy.
"You...what exactly did you give me?"
After being silent for a long time, Kazira finally couldn't help but ask the pleasure demon who was responsible for conveying the order.
"That is Shuoyou, one of the secret weapons mastered by Lord Soth."
Gramir forced himself to remain calm and gave the answer.
But as long as you pay attention to the uncontrollable trembling arm, you will know that her heart is not as calm as she appears.
After all, as the lord's secretary, Gramir knew that there was such a thing as shimmering oil, but he had no clear idea of its true power.
But now she finally knows why the Succubus Queen Mecanshut repeatedly warned her to use it carefully when she handed that weapon into her hands.
"Shuoyou..."
Kazira firmly remembered this word in his mind, and ranked the ninth level as the first one on the list that must not be provoked.
Just when the hell fiend wanted to ask for some relevant information, Fierna, who had come back to her senses, had already crossed the battlefield and walked straight to her daughter. She raised her hand and gently stroked the latter's delicate and beautiful face.
face, then hug her in your arms and kiss your forehead, nose, lips, neck...
After finishing all this, she praised without hesitation: "Well done, my dear daughter.
You did better than I imagined, and you didn't even arouse our father's suspicion at all.
No wonder Soth is reluctant to sacrifice you.
As a reward for your outstanding performance, I now declare you free, no longer bound by your own blood and identity.
Now, you can pursue the life you want."
"I'm...free?"
Gramir raised his head and stared at his mother with a slightly dazed look.
"Yes, I mean what I say."
After saying that, Fierna ignored her daughter and turned around to look at the Hell Demon Commander who was standing by respectfully, waiting for his resignation.
After about half a minute, she smiled sweetly, stretched out her fingers and gently traced the other person's cheeks and chest, and asked with a smile: "Strong, smart, and cunning Kazira, how do you think I should reward you, the greatest hero?"
?
Without you, it would not be easy to defeat my father, Bilaire.
Maybe it will be a different situation."
"You are too generous, Lord.
It is my duty and obligation to obey your orders.
What's more, I played an insignificant role as instructed, and the real hero was someone else.
If that adult hadn't prepared everything, I wouldn't have dared to take such an extremely risky move."
Kazira was extremely humble for a moment.
It's not that he doesn't want to take this huge credit, but that he was really frightened after seeing what happened to Bilaire.
"You are indeed a smart man.
I like smart and capable subordinates the most.
How about this, you first lead the acupuncture demon army to sweep the entire battlefield, reorganize the demons who have laid down their weapons, and form a brand new army.
Later I will appoint you as the commander of this legion, responsible for stationing at the border to guard against possible sneak attacks by other lords.
How about it, are you satisfied with this reward?
Speaking of this, Fierna suddenly paused and began to look up and down at the tall and strong figure of the Hell Fiend with an aggressive look. Then she continued to slide her fingers down her abdomen, using her naked and undisguised expressions.
The tone was teasing: "Or maybe you prefer another kind of reward, such as being my guest? Enjoy the joyful experience of love and pain with me every day?"
"Thank you for your generosity and favor, but I think the first one is enough."
Kazira almost without hesitation rejected the tempting invitation of this female devil.
It's not that he isn't interested in beauty and physical desires, it's just that he doesn't want to become one of those poor victims in the dungeon below the lord's palace.
Like Gracia, Fierna is also a female devil with extraordinary desires in some aspects.
And she doesn't like the former, who just sucks it dry or kills it after playing with it.
Just the opposite.
Fierna prefers to lock those lovers who are tired of playing in the dungeon of her palace, and then throw spears or other sharp objects through the hollow floor to the lovers imprisoned below, and listen to the screams of the lovers after being injured.
Wails and screams of pain.
And compared to Gracia, who is not selective about food and doesn't despise anything, she is more interested in seducing those pure and kind-hearted paladins, and then letting them fall into the blindness of love bit by bit.
Under the huge lord's palace on the fourth floor, it is said that there are at least more than a thousand paladin prisoners who have fallen or are falling, as well as some angels from the upper planes.
Just when Fierna began to accept the surrender, integrate and organize all the forces on the fourth level to form her own governance structure, Zuo Si had already arrived near the River of Fire not far from the battlefield with the Angel of Khorne Zariel. Their purpose is very simple, that is to recover the great devil who is being completed - Belair.
Although this guy's appearance has become quite distorted, it has not been truly completed.
Its evil core as the great devil, as well as its tenacious spirit and will are still fighting constantly.
He was not willing to lose everything like this, and tried to use the high temperature of the flame river to melt the metal and flesh wrapped in the outer layer, and burn all the black oil.
"Humph! What a stubborn guy! He is still trying to resist your great blessing and perfect evolution."
Zarrell, who was wearing a thick silver-white power mecha, directly pulled out the chainsaw hanging on the weapon rack behind his back.
Under the roar of the shimmering engine, this amazingly powerful enchanted weapon immediately made a creepy buzzing sound.
"Go. But be careful not to destroy this new research sample. It has high research value."
Zuo Si didn't mean to stop it, but took two steps back to make way for a large enough battlefield.
Just when Zariel was about to start the jet engine and rush forward to take action, a mighty demon army suddenly appeared out of thin air on the horizon.
The guy walking in front was carrying flags that looked like snakes, and there were so many of them that you couldn't even see the end at a glance.
"That's...the army of Viscount Maman, the third-level lord! Is he crazy? He actually sent the army directly into the fourth level!"
Zariel recognized the mark of his old rival at a glance.
When the civil war broke out last time, it was Viscount Mammon who took the lead in surrendering to Asmodeus and then led an army to assist Archduke Disbat on the second level, causing her to think that the opportunity to capture the second level had been lost.
, and finally decisively chose to withdraw the troops.
Now that I see that the other party made a mistake first, it is natural that new and old hatreds will flood into my heart and I want to settle the ledger together.
"Interesting!
Unexpectedly, Maman was so courageous and dared to directly trample on the laws and rules of hell.
Or maybe he had some secret alliance with Bilaire, and he took action impatiently after realizing something was wrong with his ally.
But it doesn’t matter.
Let’s use his army to test the combat effectiveness of the new toy.”
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers, directly issuing orders through his own will to Bi Lair, who was rolling in the river of flames.
Instantly!
The latter, who was still struggling, felt a powerful force that could not be violated, and then it flew into the air like a cannonball driven by the oil engine. Together with the fireballs and lava rain in the sky, it hit Viscount Maman's march.
Devil's Army.
Boom!!!!!!!
Accompanied by the deafening loud noise and the shaking of the earth and mountains, Bilaire's oval spherical body directly smashed a huge pit with a diameter of more than two kilometers on the ground.
More than two legions of Inverted Hook Demons, and half a legion of Bone Demons, together with their Horned Demons and the Pit Demon Commander, were wiped out in one blow.
Although the ensuing magma rain failed to cause any harm to the devils who were immune to fire damage, the lava pool formed after falling to the ground cut the army into two parts, front and rear.
Immediately afterwards, Bilaire began to wave his tentacles, rolling the crushed devil corpses and stuffing them into his mouth in a steady stream, while some were thrown in alive and crushed by the metal structure like a meat grinder inside.
No one knows what this sudden behemoth is, let alone how to deal with it.
Because almost all the magic that hit him felt like it was tickling.
It is completely immune to all kinds of control and charm magic.
The originally neat military formation was torn to pieces in a very short period of time, and a 1vs battle involving tens of thousands of people just started.